Audubon County Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Audubon Co., Iowa) 1885-1894, 1887-02-17
HER MATCHMAKING.
7ell, do you like him, Kittyp"

wei, w YOU llhc uiIll, Alttyg
..Oh, very much. Sally, dear!''
"His lovely mustache and his big
blue eyesp Did you notice. KittyP"
..Blue! Why they're sort of green
ish-grey; and his mustache is decidedly
stubby."
.Stubbyr
Miss Sally Wilson dropped the paper
IN which she was twisting her hair fol
the night. and turned upon her friend
with gasp.
''Stubby! For mercy sakes of whom
are YOU talkingp"
..Why, of Mr.. Beadle. to be sure
Mr. Alfred Beadle, the great bondhold,
er, the hero of the evening; of whom
elseP''
Kitty pulled off one small white slip
per, and stood twirling around upon the
other and laughed gleefully.
Sally watched her in dismayed ST.
lence.
"Mr. Beadler' she said, reproach-
fully. "You htoao I mean Howard Ben
nett"
Kitty paused in her giddy revolutions
and sat down, with her rounded elbows
on the bureau, and her lovely, flushed
face in her hands.
Dear me!-no l didn't" she said.
fixing her soft eyes wondering on
Sally's troubled face. But, come to
think of it, he soas rather nice-looking.
Sally groaned. Was this the reward
of all her love schemes? Was this the
way in which her dreams wer e to be re-
alized-her hopes be fulfilled.
Miss Wilson was very romantic
young lady She had always been, and
rejoiced in being.
As regarded herself. she had long
since come to the conclusion that any
romantic ending was. if not quite i'm
possible, at least most unlikely.
She was not. in the first place, of the
proper appearance.
She was not imposing enough for the
queenly sort of heroine set forth in her
favorite novels, and she had not the
necessary raven locks and naughty
manner, and the petite and babysh
style was equally out of the question.
She had not retr0usSe nose, nor
pleading, blue eyes, and her stock of
dimples extremely limited and only
visible by painful contortions.
Then her circumstances were very
much against her.
Sally was an heiress, and her parents
being dead, she was living with an aunt
whom she had raised from the obscur-
ity of dressmaking to preside over the
beautiful home to which she had recent
ly returned from boarding school.
Nobody could ever love her madly
for herself alone reach across a bar
rier of poverty. and marry her in the
face of disappearing world.
Sally sometimes regretted that her
father had been the highly successful
railway contractor that he had been.
Her very name was discouraging.
Sally Wilson! Who could conceive of
an thing interesting happening to a
person with so horribly prosaic
namee
But Kitty! 1t was all very different
with Kitty. Sally's romantic soul had
thrilled with prophetic delight the mo-
ment she had seen her--sitting on one
foot in one of Madame Lavine's school
room windows.
Kitty had been educated by bachelor
uncle. She was beautiful and penniless
the very quail fications for heroine,
Sally had reflected.
She had taken her under her wing as
II were; and now that school was over
she had brought her home with her for
long visit-the chief object of which
was that Kitty and Howard Bennett
might be brought together.
Sally had met him while at home on
her last vacation. and had Immediately
consigned him in her heart to Kitty.
What could be more fitting. more de-
lightful? Howard was fair, Kitty bru-
nctte-which was just as it should be.
Howard was calm. languid, and slight
ly pens've; Kitty WAS gay and viva
cions. Opposite qualities were always
necessary for perfect happiness.
The time has arrived for the fulfill
ment of her hopes and schemes.
Sally had given her first reception;
and from her position as hostess had
noticed the progress of affairs breath.
lessly.
She had watched their meeting and
their subsequent intercourse anxiously;
she had contrived that they should 60
in to supper together. though that had
been no easy matter. Mr.. Alfred
Bca!lc-the reputed millionaire, con-
corning whom everybody was so ride
nlously stirred up-havng shown dang
erous intention of taking himself, and
Howard having been so obtuse as to
offer his arm to his hostess.
But these difficulties and few SINH
lar ones, she had bravely surmounted,
and had waited eagerly till the last
guest had gone, to hear Kitty's verdict.
Rather good lookingr' she repeat
cd. despairingly. ''Why he's a perfect
Adonis, Kitty
''Oh, well, don't know" said Kit
ty, composedly. Howard" she went
on dreamily. she looks as though his
name was Howard; all the Towards
ever knew were big and far, and
rather soft, and-n
She stopped suddenly; and had
caught glimpse of Sally's face in the
glass.
I'm sorry. dear! suppose he's a
great friend of your?" she said apollo
get cally. but really didn't think
him so entertaining as Mr.. Beadle, and
he hasn't half the money, you know"
and Kitty laughed wickedy.
Mr. Beadle again! Sally's heart
sank. She might have expected some
thing of the sort Kitty was so totally